WHITE NOISE

Your heart will collapse if there’s nothing left to fill it with.

Sometimes everything seems so - oh, i don’t know.But at least I can sport my new &otherstories lipstick.

I’m scared of getting better, I’m scared of breaking loose.
I’m trapped in nothingness.

It always requires a breakdown to compose something of value.

REASON IS A TERRIBLE THING TO LOSE.

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I AM AT PEACE NOW. WITH MYSELF, WITH EVERYONE ELSE.

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All this negativity will consume me in the end.

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I only feel inspired by sadness, despair and being misunderstood.

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Went to bed with an infinite song in my head and couldn’t dream.

Changes.

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At the moment I am only playing the piano and can’t even touch a guitar,
it feels strange and relieving at the same time.
I already wrote around 20 songs, almost all of them are only frameworks and unfinished.
But it feels strange:
It seems like there is something hidden inside me waiting for the right moment to come out.

Still waiting for it.
I can wait,
I guess.

I FEEL LIKE A FUCKING MISTAKE.

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Peonies. My favourites. You can follow me on instagram, too.My name there is analogghost .

I like how my cardigan is finally ripped on the elbow.